Šword Änd Špear

[Scottish Girl]

Andrew walked past him into the kitchen without a word,"I have a feeling that either way I am going to suffer! So I really do not care, and I'm not puting on a show," said Andrew as he sat down at the table, grabbing an apple and taking a bite out of it. He watched Ryder with a smug grin, wondering how he would react to what Andrew had said.

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Ryder shrugged at his first comment. "Okay, branding it is." He said with a smirk, ignoring Riley's expression of disgust. Then, at Andrew's second comment, he raised his eyebrows. "I'm sorry, remind me which one of us is the slave, and which one is the owner?" He said with a grin, knowing that Andrew hated the word slave. "You do whatever I say, moron." Riley rubbed her eyebrows, knowing that this wasn't going to end up good.

[Scottish Girl]

Andrew snorted, puting his feet up, raising his eyebrows slightly at the word slave. He stood up after finishing his apple,"Oh yeah, make me," he said, walking up to Ryder and looking him straight onthe eye before walking past him, out the front door and down to the stables withot another word.

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As the boy spoke again, Ryder let out a small laugh, taking another step toward him. As he walked out the door, Ryder followed after him, only stopping in the doorway as he felt Riley's hands pulling his arm backward. "Ryder, just leave it." She said, and he rubbed his forehead with a sigh, shutting the door again. He turned around to face Riley, shaking his head. "Have I ever told you that you're too kind?" He said with a small smile, anger still showing in his eyes. He wanted to wrap his fingers around that boy's neck more than anything in the world. He just headed upstairs, and took a hot shower.

Riley sighed as she watched her brother head upstairs, grabbing her coat and heading out to the stables. She stopped in the doorway, raising her eyebrows. "Are you trying to get yourself killed?" She asked with a sigh.

[Scottish Girl]

Andrww didn't look up as he was shifting hay about in the loft,"I don't really value my life that much, so he can go ahead, I do not care any more," said Andrew, obviously angry. He kept his voice steady, trying to keep his anger under control, but by the way he was slamming the hay down on the ground you could tell he was angry. He had put his necklace back round his neck, even though it brought back even more memories, he did not care. He looked over the side,"And I am not putting on a stupid show," he said in a determined voice.

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Riley let out another small sigh. "Don't say stuff like that. Your life has just as much value as anyone else's." She said sternly, blinking in the bright sunlight. She stayed in the doorway, not entering the barn, as she could tell he was still angry, and she didn't want to get punched. "Listen." She began, not really sure as to why she felt obligated to help him. "Ryder's just a d*ck. The only reason he wants you to do the show is because you don't want to. So maybe if you acted like the show was a good thing, he would change his mind. I dunno." She had lived with Ryder all of her life, so she had plenty of experience with horrible he was towards other people.

[Scottish Girl]

Andrew sat down, his legs hangin down from the loft,"I will find a way, I am fine," he said with a shrug, but at that moment his eyes shone as he thought of an idea. He grinned,"Oh, I'll be fine," he said, a huge grin on his face. He stood up and disappeared up the loft, but you could just hear things being moved about. A few minutes later Andrew came down the ladder and walked out of the barn, up to the house. He stopped in front of Ryder door and knocked, taking a deep breath in.

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Riley watched him curiously, hearing him messing about in the loft. As he walked by her, back to the house, she just shrugged, not even bothering to ask what he had planned. Instead, she climbed the ladder to the loft, and soon fell alseep on the hay.

Ryder heard a knock on his door, and got up. "What is it, Ril-" He cut himself off as he saw Andrew at his door. "Ugh, what do you want?" He asked, with a look of disgust on his face. He clenched one of his fists, in case the boy pissed him off again. He'd be ready to slam his balled fist into Andrew's face.

[Scottish Girl]

Andrew opened his eyes as the door opened. He sighed softly, he had to do this, he though to himself. He looked up at him, gritting his teeth,"I have come to apologise, and say, if you wish, I will do the show," said Andrew, keeling his gaze on the ground. He hated this, more then anything, and he clenched his fists behind his back, trying to look as honest as possible, but he knew he might not pull this off. He looked up at Ryder to see what he was doing, and wether he had bought it.

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Ryder raised his eyebrows in disbelief. He sounded sincere, but you could never be too sure. He took a step forward, his eyes locked with Andrew's. "Oh, really...?" He murmured, his voice edged with suspicion. He wasn't as good at spotting a lie as Riley was, so he hadn't yet been able to tell if this boy was telling the truth. "And what exactly made you change your mind?" He asked, furrowing his brow.